We continuously argue
Session after session...
Looking in the pockets
Of my sister's coat...
You walk the streets
Late at night...
Do you see her
Just lying there...
How could I have left you?
You're my one true loves...
Do you see these scars all over my body?
They're my razor blade art...
I wonder what hurts more -
To love and be hurt...
I taste upon your lips
A taste so Divine...
It's 5 o'clock and the sun is up.
I listen to the birds singing...
"Bubble, bubble
Toil and trouble."...
Rise, rise my Love
Rise from the dead...
Rise, rise, to face another day.
I don't quite see the point in it...